《这不是告别》作为全美媒体和读者的年度之选，一出版就迅速横扫《纽约时报》畅销书榜长达45周，席卷全球三十多国。故事讲述了一头红发、穿着肥大男款衬衫的Eleanor，与沉默寡言、沉迷于音乐和漫画世界的Park之间的故事。

He climbed up behind the wheel and took a few rough breaths, then he slammed the sandwich onto the dash. How could she be asleep?

他爬上车，深呼吸，把三明治摔向方向盘。她怎么能睡着？

"Okay?"

“准备好了吗？”

The first couple hours were a blur.

前几个小时简直一团糟。

# Park #

#帕克#

Park wasn't used to driving the truck, and it died a few times at red lights. Then he got on the Interstate heading west instead of east, and it took twenty minutes to turn around again.

帕克不习惯开卡车，等红灯时熄火了好几次。错上了往西的州际公路，而不是往东，花了二十分钟才掉过头来。

"Stay down," he said.

他说：“蹲低点。”

Eleanor didn't say anything. Just stared ahead and held onto her seat belt with both hands. He put his hand on her leg, and it was like she didn't notice it was there.

埃莉诺没说话，只是呆呆地看着前方，双手攥着安全带。帕克把手放在她腿上，她仿佛毫无感觉。

Good, he tried to tell himself. She's exhausted.

真的好极了。不过他又告诉自己：她累坏了。

They got off the Interstate again somewhere in Iowa to get gas and a map. Park went in. He bought Eleanor a Coke and a sandwich, and when he got back to the truck she was slumped against the passenger door, asleep.

他们在爱荷华州某处下了公路去加油、买地图。帕克帮埃莉诺买了可乐和三明治，等他回到车上时，埃莉诺已经瘫在座位上睡着了。

She nodded and climbed in.

她点点头，爬进车里。

If everything went right tonight, Park would be driving home tomorrow morning by himself. He'd probably be allowed to drive now whenever he wanted, but there was nowhere he wanted to go without Eleanor.

如果今晚一切顺利，明天上午帕克就得一个人开车回家了。以后，只要他愿意，大概都可以开车到处去逛。但是少了埃莉诺，他哪里都不想去。